Monthly Archives: September 2012

Random thoughts at 3:30

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But I’m waiting until 5:30 to post them.

I had lots of quiet time this morning, yay. We really need to get Rousseau some of those tags that don’t jangle so loudly when he shakes. Or maybe I’ll just remind the Thriller to take off his collar at bedtime. Rousseau’s — not the Thriller’s. Ha. Ha.

  1. The length of my sleeping time at night is most often inversely proportional to the number of hours I must remain at school for rehearsal the following evening.
  2. The “peace-sign-and-duck-mouth” pose is slowly being replaced by the “Hook-’em-Horns-sign-and-tongue-out” pose by high school girls on Facebook.
  3. As hip as it’s becoming to dislike Facebook, I will say it has brought an awful lot of happiness to my life, in the form of new and rekindled relationships with family members and old school mates. Indeed, I think I “talk” with more of my high school classmates now much more than I ever did back when we were actually in school. Adult friendships can be just as much fun, and in a different way.
  4. Rousseau is 13 years old today.
  5. Hey, guess what? I have Friday off.
  6. With all the choreography I will be doing over the next five months for Dinner Theatre and Joseph, I really need to get back on the treadmill. Tomorrow. I mean it.
  7. I’m trying to think of things I hate more than exercising. I dunno…being water-boarded? Listening to Taylor Swift without AutoTune? Broccoli?
  8. I’m thinking I just need to do it. Stop yammering and get downstairs. Tomorrow. I mean it.

Welcome to my life at 3:30 in the morning. :P

Yay for The Visit

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Daddy and the Fink

“The Visit” — it’s finally happening. :-)

This weekend, Daddy and his lovely wife Kathy will arrive in Finkville, in person. For those who don’t know the story behind all this fabulousness, click here. For those who do, isn’t it great? My sons and the rest of our family have been waiting a long time to meet “Granddaddy” and Kathy, and this Saturday, it all happens. Exciting times.

It was a little touch-and-go, as Daddy has recently had shoulder surgery and a difficult recuperation period, but the report is that he is determined to make this voyage from Mississippi, so it’s on. We plan to have a feast here at the homestead Saturday night in their honor. It is going to be a finktastic weekend.

But for now, we concentrate on other pressing things, like getting back into the swing of rehearsals every night. Last night was #1 — a session with the men. It went well. This new system of sending out mp3s and pdf files of the music through our Facebook page (facilitated by this — which EVERY choir director needs — you seeing this, Bando??) has really helped to cut down on the in-person note-bashing sessions. I luv it.

The question of the week: When will tap choreography be finished? Probably a week from tomorrow, just before the first company tap rehearsal that very evening. Ai.

No matter. All is well. Daddy’s coming to visit, so I’ll worry about the rest next week. :-D

Dozin’ II

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Yikes…you know how it feels when your routine has been jangled around and you feel like 700 miles of bad road? That’s me this morning.

Great, awesome, amazing weekend, but now the week starts. First DT rehearsals, and this Friday, a very special pair of visitors arrive. So, no fooling around for the next five days.

As most of you know, it was grand seeing my Illinois family on Saturday. Not only did I share memories and fun with them, I got to take off by myself and relive some private memories by seeing my childhood home and the elementary school I attended in my neighborhood. The memories were overwhelming; living in that house and going to that school rank near the top of my list of the happiest time in my life.

I laughed all evening with my Illinois family, and had a great time reminiscing over photos with my aunts and awesome Uncle Jerry and Aunt Betty, who flew up from Florida.

But now, alas, it’s (past) time to hit the shower and the road. Hope everyone has a great Monday — sometimes, they take work. Heh.

FO

Dozin’

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The bod just doesn’t want to move this morning…

Woke up awhile ago in this very nice mini-suite ($9 for the upgrade, so I thought why not?), and I haven’t done much moving since.

I went to compose a post for this morning using my iPad for the first time to do so, and found an interesting bug: the background of the WordPress interface is white…but so is the color of the text. Hmm.

So I downloaded Chrome for iPad, certain that it would fix the problem. Nope. Grr. Used a third browser…no dice. Fine. So I downloaded WordPress for iPad. HA. Completely lame, but hey, at least I can see what I’m doing.

I arrived in Zion at 9:00 Eastern last night, talked to the Thriller a bit, read for 15 minutes, then gave up the ghost around 10:30, and didn’t move until 4:30. Pretty good night’s sleep, actually — at least for me it was!

Looking forward to seeing aunts, uncles and cousins I haven’t seen in decades as we all celebrate Uncle Dan today, whose life ended way too soon at age 55.

I’ve decided to stay the night tonight as well, since I want to have time to visit, and i don’t want to feel rushed to get right back on the highway after lunch today, especially after last night’s thrill ride. If I said Chicago drivers are maniacs, I was wrong. What I meant to say was that Chicago drivers are blind hyenas on crack.

But I didn’t have to hang the marshmallow blaster out the window, so we can call it a success.

I suppose I should think about slinking off to the shower. It’s already too late to meet with my aunt for coffee before she has to report for an appointment, so I will get some joe down my gullet and start the day. Can’t wait to see everyone.

Happy weekend, fiends!

Fastenin’ my safety belt…

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…I’m takin’ off again.

What’s with the song lyric titles lately? This makes the third day in a row. Am I doing that which I yammer on about with regard to what my students do on Facebook (post bizarre lyrics at random with no artist credit)?

Why yes, I am. :P But I’m happy to identify Bad Company as the author of the lyric. There. Where’s the “like” button on this post?

Everything’s packed and ready to go:

  • various & sundry electronics and their chargers
  • outfits for tomorrow and possibly Sunday, if I end up staying over
  • little black fan for the hotel room (for the compulsory white noise)
  • camera for lots of photos with family, some of whom I haven’t seen in over 30 years

Is that it, Mavis? Anything missing? I think that’s about OH CRAP. I’ve paid not a single bill. NUTS.

Gotta git — hugs to all, I’ll check in tonight from the shores of Lake Michigan

Fink, late again